# 1223
Chapter 1224: Exposed
"Wake up!"
Sun Wukong's voice was deep as he clenched his fist, imbued with terrifying power, and slammed it into Gilgamesh's abdomen!
Boom--!!
An invisible shockwave erupted from the pitch-black throne, instantly sweeping through every corner of the courtyard.
Gilgamesh let out a muffled groan, his body sagging in pain. The heavy chains binding him rattled loudly.
"I will kill you!! I will definitely kill you!!" Gilgamesh roared once more.
Boom--!
Sun Wukong furrowed his brow and threw another punch, trying to pull Gilgamesh back to reality.
This time, clarity still didn't appear in his eyes.
He struggled to raise his head, those turbid, pain-filled eyes staring fixedly at the Sun Wukong before him:
"I... will... kill you..."
"I... am the king of Uruk..."
"Those who harm my Uruk... citizens... die!!!"
Sun Wukong stared at Gilgamesh's nearly contorted face, frozen in place.
...
"Gilgamesh..."
In the endless Vast Desert, Lin Qiye sensed the situation within the asylum, his brow furrowing tightly.
This episode of Gilgamesh's condition was even more severe than before... Damn it, what happened?!
At that moment, as if noticing something, his eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed toward the far end of his vision.
Fierce flames blazed up from behind the distant pitch-black city walls, illuminating half the sky. The faint sounds of countless humans wailing and buildings collapsing reached his ears.
"Wu City is in trouble?!"
Lin Qiye's heart sank.
In his mind, connecting this to Gilgamesh's recent symptoms, an idea suddenly flashed through his thoughts.
As he knew, the people living in Wu City were descendants of the ancient Kingdom of Uruk, their bloodlines carrying the essence of Uruk... In a sense, Wu City was part of the Kingdom of Uruk that had survived countless ages.
Could it be... that Gilgamesh's episode was related to Wu City?
Lin Qiye gritted his teeth and pushed his speed to its limit, charging toward Wu City's walls!
A moment later, he landed atop the city wall, looking down at the scene within the city. His pupils contracted slightly.
The once peaceful and harmonious Wu City was now engulfed in flames. Bodies with gruesome wounds and divine artifacts that had lost their luster lay scattered across the streets, their blood staining the ancient stone bricks—a truly shocking sight.
"This is..."
Lin Qiye murmured to himself.
Cries of anguish and wailing came from the other side of the city. Lin Qiye turned to look—large numbers of Wu City residents were fleeing in panic toward outside the city, constantly looking back as if being chased by death itself.
Above the collapsed building ruins, a figure walked slowly out of the inferno, a [Royal Scepter] in his left hand and the [Holy Grail] in his right.
Countless blood threads floated in the air, falling into the [Holy Grail] and transforming into crimson wine-like liquid, gently swaying along the cup's walls.
His lips curved upward slightly.
"差不多了……" He raised the [Holy Grail] in his right hand and spoke unhurriedly:
"许愿，印记抹除。"
Dreamlike light flashed across the dark-gold cup walls. The crimson wine-like liquid rippling within the cup suddenly decreased by a portion.
At the same time, a muffled shattering sound came from within his body, as an imprint dissolved into specks of light that scattered into the air.
He exhaled, his expression relaxing somewhat.
"22号？" Lin Qiye recognized that face and his brow furrowed tightly.
He actually obtained the [Royal Scepter]?
Where did the [Holy Grail] come from?
Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Qiye's mind. After hesitating for a moment, a brilliant magical glow swept over him as he once again transformed into Miles, flying directly toward Number 22.
Regardless of the circumstances, he had to make him stop massacring the Wu City residents first.
Number 22 was pursuing the residents fleeing toward outside the city when his gaze suddenly sharpened. He turned to look behind him.
"麦尔斯？" He spoke in surprise.
"Number 22, what's going on here?" Lin Qiye walked up to him, his voice heavy.
Number 22 didn't answer Lin Qiye's question. Instead, he glanced behind Lin Qiye and asked:
"Where are the other Agents? Did you find the [Holy Grail]?"
"Didn't find it. My prophecy encountered some problems."
"Oh..." Number 22's eyes narrowed.
"Why are you killing these natives?"
"As you can see, I'm gathering offerings for the [Holy Grail]." Number 22 shrugged. "I've already used a wish to remove the god's imprint within me. Next... I want to make another wish."
"What wish?"
Number 22 stared at Lin Qiye, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"许愿……显露真身！"
The moment Number 22's words fell, a flicker of light passed over the [Holy Grail]'s surface. The next instant, Lin Qiye's body suddenly contorted!
Magical radiance shattered from Lin Qiye's body surface. As the scattered points of light dissipated, his true face was exposed to the air.
Lin Qiye's expression immediately darkened.
"果然，你不是什么预言家麦尔斯。" Number 22 seemed to have anticipated this, a cold smile spreading across his face.
"要不是我提前感知到了 [Holy Grail]，恐怕真的要被你的谎话给骗了……我就说你为什么要大费周章的从 Dungeon 救出来，现在看来，你的目标就是那些跟你一起离开的代理人？
他们现在，估计已经死光了吧？"
Number 22 gazed at Lin Qiye's face, pausing briefly. "你……究竟是什么人？"
Lin Qiye watched him silently. After a long moment, he said:
"我是……"
Swish--!
Before Lin Qiye could finish speaking, Number 22 and he simultaneously struck out at each other with lightning speed!
Who Lin Qiye was actually didn't concern Number 22 at all. He simply wanted to catch Lin Qiye at his most unguarded moment and take his life directly, turning him into an offering as well.
And Lin Qiye, likewise, wanted to seize the opportunity to kill his opponent before Number 22 could use the [Holy Grail] and [Royal Scepter]—these two "Supreme" divine artifacts.
Two palms collided mid-air. The black and pink God's Ruins rapidly spread outward in all directions!
Invisible force howled as both men were driven back several steps by each other's spiritual pressure. Number 22 stared at his own palm in bewilderment, as if contemplating:
"黑夜女神的 God's Ruins……是你？你就是双神代理人 Lin Qiye？"
Number 22 spoke in astonishment. "你告诉我们的那些情报，居然都是真的？！"
Seeing his identity had been exposed, Lin Qiye no longer bothered with pretense. He spoke calmly:
"真实的谎言，更能取信于人……不是吗？"
Number 22 studied Lin Qiye up and down, his eyes flickering. He licked his somewhat chapped lips and said coldly:
"有意思……刚拿到两件'至高'神器，双神代理人又自己送上门，我今天的运气，真是不错。"